Mr. Siren [Comprehensive British and American]

Of course, members of the BAU will not travel thousands of miles to Hollywood to see the opera. They are here to handle a case. Those serial killers will never commit crimes at their convenient time and place. Your ex-wife and son you haven't seen for a long time are sitting together for a long-lost meal, and the on-call work will make you have to leave the table with regret.

That's right, what I'm talking about is that Hotch's face is not very good throughout the case. The thought of his only son Jack's anticipation and loss for the long-lost reunion is enough to make this strong detective feel bored, and his team members They also knew the reason for his abnormality, so after finishing the case, they took the initiative to undertake the handover work left over, so that the supervisor who wanted to return to his heart could go back and take his son to the amusement park earlier.

What?What if Reid stayed with Triton, you ask?

Don't worry, Triton and Reid arrived in Hollywood almost at the same time, and he had to return to Quantico a few days later than Reid because of the scheduled schedule, so for the matter of being able to keep his human beings in Hollywood for a few more days, he Nature is what one could wish for.

In return, he helped secure the last first-class ticket on the earliest flight back to Quantico, saving Hotch from having to wait more than two hours for the next flight.

It is also for this reason that Reid did not directly refuse Triton's invitation, and took a day off to go out with him for a walk in the city when the work was over.

As for meeting Morgan in a certain restaurant, meeting JJ, Emily and Garcia in a coffee shop, and meeting Rossi in a watch shop, it was purely accidental.

Regardless of the reality, Triton seems to embrace the explanation anyway.

Although this reason is so fake that even Reid doesn't believe it.

"It happens that there are a lot of tickets, so let's go together." Triton naturally put his hand over and stroked his human soft brown hair, "Speaking of which, I haven't greeted you well yet."

Saying this, he nodded slightly to everyone in BAU, "Triton.P, please forgive me for not being able to announce my surname due to family reasons. You can just call me Triton."

He is dressed very formally today, with a suit and leather shoes as if he is not afraid of the summer heat wave at all, his black hair is well tied behind his head, and the thin dark green hairband hangs down long and braided with a strand of long hair. Wearing golden highlights looming, it just soothes the sense of alienation caused by overly formal attire.

"PenelopeGarcia." Garcia was completely conquered by Triton's bitch face and maybe a figure(?) as soon as he met him, and excitedly introduced himself, "I'm in charge of technical work, that is, those who face the computer The thing, is that..."

"Then I think you must know me well." Triton smiled and accepted Garcia's warm hug, "Given the few times I had a bad meeting with you."

"Indeed..." Garcia backed away from Triton's arms, covered her red cheeks with a smile, "I even know your measurements, I didn't check it on purpose, but the store where you order clothes every day has a strong firewall. It's full of loopholes."

"I hope my size didn't disappoint you too much." Triton shrugged and didn't care too much about it. "Looks like I have another reason to buy clothes in another store." After speaking, he turned his gaze to JJ next to Garcia.

"You should be Jennifer Jareau." He guessed, "I often see you on TV and on the news."

"Just call me JJ." JJ reached out and shook Triton's hand, "I'm mainly responsible for BAU's news contact and case screening. By the way, I often see you in the news, but only on the financial and entertainment pages superior."

"After all, my lace news is related to the year-end bonuses of the reporters, isn't it?" Triton smiled, "Fortunately, Hollywood reporters are not interested in me."

News is important, but journalists care more about keeping their jobs.

"Emily Prentiss." Emily and Triton shook hands, "Nice to meet you."

"I once had a relationship with your mother. She is really a very good woman." Triton said, "I didn't expect her daughter to be so young."

"Mother may not be happy to hear you say that," Emily said.

"But she's not here now is she?" Triton winked at her. "She won't know."

Emily laughed, "Well, I promise she won't know."

Rossi who was standing on the side coughed twice, "Well, you are a likable boy." He said, "The girls will be conquered by you."

"Ladyfirst after all." Triton chuckled, "The elders come first." He offered his hand, "Mr. Rossi?"

"Elder? I don't want to be called so old." Rossi pouted, "Especially in front of young people like you."

"Old age has its benefits," Triton said, "I hope you're satisfied with that, after all I don't want to offend any of you, given my current... position." He said and held out his hand Reid's waist twitched to get closer to him, and Morgan frowned at the gesture.

Rossi sighed: "Just from your standpoint, this matter has already offended people." He threw his arm at Morgan beside him, "Who made you want to abduct someone's BabyKid?"

His tone had a hint of watching a good show from the other side, and the two people who were watching the show matched up very well.

"I've heard of you for a long time, I'm Derek Morgan." Morgan looked at Triton like a single father looking at the bad boy his daughter brought home, sharpening his knife and wanting to pick up a pistol and shoot him in the head at any time impulse.

"Please take care of me in the future." The smile on Triton's face became brighter and more enthusiastic than before, and the arc was so perfect that it would be no problem to pull it directly to shoot a magazine cover. In short, fakes can't be faked anymore.

"Please take care of me." Morgan took Triton's outstretched hand and squeezed each other vigorously, "Thank you for taking care of Kid these days."

"Kid? What an interesting name." Triton smiled brighter and wanted to remove his hand from the palm of his hand. That's right, he was just jealous. So far, he still stays at the level of Dr. Reid and Kid's nickname. It is clear at a glance that it is closer, let alone a siren with a strong desire for exclusivity, even ordinary humans will be a little bit concerned about it.

For a moment, the eyes of the two were glued to each other, and they gritted their teeth to confirm a piece of information again—he was really at odds with the guy opposite.

Reid looked left and right, racking his brains to figure out how to stop the impending world war.

"That's enough." Satisfied with watching the play, JJ and Emily patted the bewildered Reid as a comfort, and walked a few steps to separate the two men from looking at each other.

At the same time, Rossi stayed out of the matter and said coolly, "Looking at each other so passionately, I thought you were going to fall in love."

Garcia laughed twice, and then added a knife: "Actually, it's not bad, and I will still love you, my handsome chocolate guy." She said so, winking at Triton, "Although I'm tired of watching .”

"It really hurts me to say that." Morgan snorted coldly and let go of Triton at the same time, turning his head and complaining, "My heart is dying because of your coldness."

"That's really pitiful." Garcia rubbed the corners of his eyes with a small handkerchief, "But there's nothing I can do."

"Garcia with a heart of stone." Morgan shook his head and looked helpless, but the atmosphere was much better after being so disturbed, Reid took the opportunity to take two steps back and stood beside Triton, "Morgan's attitude is a bit...excessive... Feel sorry."

"It's okay." Triton lowered his head and sniffed lightly at the side of his neck, soothing the irritability welling up in his heart, "...BabyKid."

Reid turned his head and glanced at him, and in the end he didn't say anything and acquiesced to the nickname Triton got close to.

This also made Triton immediately decide not to care about Morgan, a fragile human being.

"It's almost time, let's go in." He looked at his watch and said, "After a while, there will be more people entering the venue and we will queue up."

Everyone had no objection to this, Reid hastened to drink the small sip of coffee left at the bottom of the cup, and threw the cup into the trash can.

The ticket in Triton's hand was an internal ticket from an old friend, and the seat was of course a golden seat. A group of people sat down and occupied a small half of the row.

The melodious opening music gradually sounded, and the opera was about to start.

At the same time, the movie interviews in the building have officially started. Although they are not big roles, those who come here to compete for the roles are still doing their best, even though some of them have had outstanding performances and skills in TV dramas in recent years. Popularity, but the transition from the small screen to the big screen they still can only start from the inconspicuous foil.

Hollywood's rules of competition, here betting a cruel microcosm.

"How is it?" After sitting in the jury for more than two hours, the director asked while yawning. Now he began to understand why the original author didn't want to come. A script with a character of no more than twenty lines, no matter what He couldn't perform the same thing, right? Watching similar performances over and over again, he felt that the insomnia that had plagued him for many years was almost cured.

"There is no choice." The producer shrugged, "Look at Mr. Triton." The wishes of the original author need to be fully taken into account, especially the original author who is powerful and also works as a screenwriter.

"This is the detailed list circled by Mr. Triton." The investor representative on the other side handed over a document, "He said he would respect the company's opinion."

Such unimportant roles are sometimes used by the company to make friends with other companies that have good cooperation. Many times, the waiting actors outside get the role not because of their outstanding strength, but because they signed in a Good company next.

The dwarves are taller, but if a group of dwarves are equal in strength, why not choose the one that will benefit you the most?

Triton has always been good at getting the greater good for himself.

The director nodded with the list and asked the assistant to put in the next audition actor.